"They
are being taken to the unseen world.
These blooms have been summoned to present themselves
exceeding the paradise known within the transparency..." The prince observed the river as well. Valera turned to him. The waters of the mystical bloom only
encompassed the daughter of Alchean and the son of Haiverlym up to their
shoulders. However, they were not bound
within the confines of this watery entombment.
There, Valera reached for him from the side. The prince wasted no moment to pull her
closer to him from around the waist.
"...they are to prepare a way for us." His eyes were bright again. They could feel it descend slowly as it neared the surface of ethereal river within the corridor. Yet, the bloom was careful not to make contact with it while its bloom showered of waters as well.
"The
stem, it is no more. How could it not be
with our obvious descent? We are being
prepared for something more..." She had no
expectations, but wonder. The bloom rose
steadily, yet its petals were still of a watery surface. The prince and princess had only known of its
two prior states. Now they had been
introduced to a third, for what purpose neither had yet to know. Event he florals which strewn themselves
throughout their hair had yet to disappear.
But as soon as the bloom stabilized after its ascent, it proceeded down
the corridor, following the path of the crystal waters which were to lead them
all further away from this sanctum and into the transparency which separated
the seen and the unseen. Valera searched
for her next words. Her tongue failed to
utter. She thought of what she and her
prince recently shared. Now eve this she
considered part of their preparation for something greater, possibly within the
Kingdom of Uenphae. Each Rhyselīan and
Valera found their most natural manner to express their adoration for one
another, it seemed to be part of a ceremony.
The princess and the prince's bond was too great for it not to be. Every moment became more intense, and not
solely based on the tangible understanding of how Valera and Rhyselīan
celebrated having each other forever. A
natural desire, yes, but they were to see a matter greater within themselves
that they could only cultivate with one another. The prince and princess had already partook
of their coronation attended within the World of the Veiled. The Great Powers were their host, and all of
which was hidden from the sight of those of the Known Kingdom. Yet, the son of Haiverlym and the daughter of
Alchean could still feel that greater presence near to them. Right now, their watery shroud blended with
the petals. They need not shield
themselves here. The small blooms
embedded in both of their hair were still present, symbolizing that they were
witnesses and received the banner of a truth that not even Valera and Rhyselīan
had come to fully understand.
Nonetheless, once in a while, Valera would swipe her right hand through
the waters. All of the small flowers
were absent. They departed through their
caravan which now reached their destination.
It was now time for Prince Rhyselīan and Princess Valera to do the
same. Their trek this time did not take
long. A soon as the mystical bloom
reached the precipice of the Unseen world, its watery petals receded from
around Rhyselīan and Valera while their garb appeared to adorn their bodies
again. The bloom remained
translucent. The golden hood suddenly
reappeared. Princess Valera recognized
initially where they were.
"We
are here, in your-"
"Our
Valera, it is ours...""Our
abode of the unseen world. It remains,"
Valera said quietly. She looked about
the first sitting room. "It all appears
the same. Then the princess lowered her
voice. "If my father had the chance to
see..." The daughter of Alchean regretted
departing from her father so soon. Her
presence in the intangible world easily reminded her of this. "Soon, father, I shall return." The daughter of Alchean shook her head. Although she knew her father would understand
as he had always demonstrated a special patience with her; there was nothing
she could o, especially right now, to compensate for the necessary time she had
to be apart from him. "I will reconcile
the matter soon," Valera whispered to herself, "Just as I have done before." Rhyselīan heard her, and somehow so did her
father.
